Forgiven her?
Forgiven for what?
What kind of trouble did his wife cause this time?
The Shen family mansion.
Shen Ming had just escaped his bindings. After a certain unreliable wife of his ran away, he had no choice but to yell for help, calling the short-haired woman feeding the turtle outside to come save him.
Fortunately, Brother Doudou had a good pair of lungs on him, and the short-haired woman had sharp ears. She successfully rescued the tied-up Brother Doudou from the chair. He hadn't even rested for a moment before he received a call from Ye Cheng.
"Uh, Xiao Cheng, tell me what just happened first. Let me analyze it, don't panic," Shen Ming said patiently.
He could feel that Ye Cheng on the other end of the phone was extremely anxious, completely burning with impatience. At the same time, it was very strange. It shouldn't be like this; he had met Ye Cheng before.
He had a decent read on Ye Cheng. Even if he wasn't the most composed person in the world, he shouldn't be this frantic. Something incredibly urgent must have happened!
It was understandable.
"There's no need to analyze anything, Brother Doudou. Look, just tell me where the Madam is right now. I'll go pick her up, anywhere is fine, I'll buy a ticket right now!" Ye Cheng's tone remained frantic.
Nonsense, how could he not be frantic?
There were only two people involved in this mess. Now that the Madam had run away, wasn't he the only punching bag left?
Madam, please come back quickly! Let bygones be bygones, let's put aside our differences... just come back and accept your death, I'm begging you!!!
"Alright, I'll give you her number, you can... wait, how do you have my number?" Shen Ming paused, suddenly realizing the problem.
Although they had eaten together before, they hadn't exchanged contact information. Where did Ye Cheng get his number?
"I sent the Madam a message, but she didn't reply. She probably won't answer my calls either. How about this, Brother Doudou, you trick the Madam into coming back first... ahem, I mean, persuade her to come back first. We'll talk about the rest later."
Shen Ming: "..."
"What exactly happened?" Shen Ming had a vague premonition that a major disaster was looming. His wife had absolutely caused trouble, and a massive one at that. By the looks of it, she had already fled the scene of the crime.
It was exactly the kind of thing his wife would do. After all, the thing his wife valued most was loyalty and righteousness—which meant running faster than anyone else when things went south!
"It's nothing major. Anyway, Brother Doudou, just tell the Madam that the Eldest Miss is letting bygones be bygones. She has already forgiven her, so tell her to come back quickly. Oh right, the Eldest Miss said she wants to eat a scallion pancake, so grab one on the way here. Get the deluxe one with everything in it, and a large bottle of iced black tea..."
At first, Shen Ming was listening carefully, but toward the end, he couldn't hold it in anymore.
What did he mean, their Hanhan wanted to eat a scallion pancake?
You little punk...
"Alright, I got it. I'll give her a call and drop by the hospital a bit later. Xiao Cheng, thanks for taking care of Hanhan for now. We'll go out to a restaurant for dinner tonight."
Shen Ming said.
Out of all that mumbling, Ye Cheng only heard dinner tonight and immediately agreed.
"Okay!"
"Beep, beep, beep—"
The brief call between the two ended just like that.
Shen Ming: "..."
"Did this kid just hear 'dinner' and say okay?" Shen Ming raised an eyebrow, muttering to himself uncertainly.
Whatever, he should just do what he promised first.
Shen Ming took his phone and started dialing.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
"Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later."
Shen Ming: "..."
Was that kid actually right?
He figured it would be the same if he called again. Shen Ming thought for a moment: "Little Lan, come here for a second!"
Outside.
By the pond, the short-haired woman was holding pieces of meat to feed the large turtle, using a brush in her other hand to clean the green algae off its shell. She was the one who usually did all these chores.
The Madam only cared about snatching it back, not taking care of it. She had only fed it on a whim for the first two days after bringing it home, and then stopped showing up entirely, claiming she was too busy.
The straight-line distance was less than fifty meters; it was just around the corner...
To prevent the large turtle from starving to death, the short-haired woman took over the feeding and grooming duties.
Hearing her master calling her, the short-haired woman paused, hurriedly put down the things in her hands, and responded.
"I'll come back and feed you later."
Patting the tur... turtle's head, the short-haired woman walked toward the house.
"Sir?" the short-haired woman asked.
"Little Lan, lend me your phone for a second. I need to give Wanyi a call." Shen Ming stated his intentions simply and clearly.
The short-haired woman nodded and, without any hesitation, pulled out her phone and handed it to her master.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
This time, the phone finally rang with a custom ringtone, unlike the cannot be reached message from before.
Which indirectly proved that he... had been blocked.
"Hello, what's up, Little Lanlan?" Du Wanyi's relaxed voice came through the phone. There was jazz music playing in the background, creating an incredibly soothing atmosphere.
"Wanyi, what did you do? Why did you blacklist me again?" Shen Ming's tone was helpless as he cut straight to the chase.
"Xiao Cheng just called me and said that Hanhan isn't mad at you anymore and wants you to come back. We'll go out tonight..."
"Bullshit!!!"
"I'm not stupid, I'm not going back. If I go back, I'm dead meat!" Du Wanyi seemed to have seen through everything and wasn't falling for it at all. Impossible. There was absolutely no way today's incident would blow over so easily.
To avoid taking a knife or an elbow strike, she needed to go out and lay low for a while.
Shen Ming: "???"
"Wanyi, what exactly did you do?" The confusion in Shen Ming's eyes deepened.
Du Wanyi's slightly weary voice came through, sounding like someone who had seen through the vanity of the world and was ready to lay down her butcher's knife and become a Buddha: "When will this cycle of vengeance end? Doudou, tell Hanhan that unless she writes a letter of guarantee promising never to pursue today's matter again, I won't be going back."
"Hoooonk—"
Mid-sentence, the loud blast of a ship's horn suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
Shen Ming: "???"
What the hell was that noise? Why did it sound so much like she was on a boat?
"Wanyi, you... you aren't on a boat, are you?" Shen Ming asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, I'll arrive at my destination in a few hours." Du Wanyi's harmless voice drifted over the phone.
Shen Ming: "..."
She was actually terrified to this extent???
"I'm not saying any more. Unless Hanhan writes a guarantee or something, promising not to hold me accountable for today, I'm not going back. That's it. Oh, right, pass a message to Xiao Chengcheng for me."
"What message?"
"Screw you, Xiao Chengcheng!"
Shen Ming: "..."
"Beep, beep, beep..."
With that final message, Du Wanyi directly hung up the phone.
The two people in the room fell into a slight silence, especially the short-haired woman standing to the side, whose eyes were filled with shock: "Sir, did the Head of the House... flee the country?"
Shen Ming: "..."
"She must have fled out of guilt. Don't worry about her, she'll come back on her own in a couple of days. Go to the hospital first and keep an eye on Hanhan. I'll head over later after I finish up with the company's business. Thanks for your hard work." Saying this, she handed the mobile phone back to the other person.
The short-haired woman nodded, took her phone, put it away, and prepared to set off once again for the hospital to care for her sick and frail young master.
"Wait, pass on a message. Just what I said earlier, 'my freaking'!"
The short-haired woman: "..."
Madam, if I remember correctly, it was supposed to be "my freaking Xiao Chengcheng!", right? Why did you delete a few words?
This was definitely a case of using her position for personal revenge.
Before long, the short-haired woman set off for the hospital, driving all the way...
...
Meanwhile.
The Du family's private hospital, men's restroom, the very last stall.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please try again later..."
Ye Cheng: "..."
Madam, my freaking...!
Tap, tap, tap. Outside the restroom, the sound of familiar footsteps appeared... The Eldest Miss!
Ye Cheng: "???"
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